Sonnet XIX: Silent Noon (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,-The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:Your eyes smile peace. The pasture ...
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,-The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:Your eyes smile peace. The pasture ...
for Brenda Williams The dawn cracked with ice, with fire grumbling in the grate, With ire in the homes we ...
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass, - The finger-points look through like rosy blooms: Your eyes smile ...
Who are these people at the bridge to meet me? They are the villagers---- The rector, the midwife, the sexton, ...
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